[Transformers] Different races, how can we fall in love?

"Before I went to Shanghai, I wanted to cooperate with the Autobots, because I wanted to restore all my strength." I looked at Xiaoxi and said quietly, "But at that time, because I found that Ironhide looked down on humans, so I gave up cooperating with the Autobots. After that, I thought about studying hard to enter the high level of human beings, so that I can get in touch with more powerful forces and help me restore the sleeping power in my body. Seeing that I have With my own hard work, I was admitted to MIT, and it is very likely that I will enter a high-level government department or participate in the research and development of various scientific projects. But everything in front of me completely blocked such a possibility and pushed me back to Come on the path I gave up before."

Bumblebee turned to look at me, silently being a bystander.

"I don't want to protect any human beings. I don't have a great mission like Optimus Prime." I said irritably, "I don't want to contact too many people, you know? Bumblebee."

Bumblebee reached out and patted my head as a comfort, but he messed up my hairstyle clumsily.

Probably because he also realized that he had done something wrong, so he lowered his head, not daring to look at me.

Looking at his appearance, I couldn't help laughing, and the depression in my heart was much less.

"I still have a lot of unresolved problems myself, and now I have to worry about the earth's affairs." I leaned back, propped my hands back, and looked up at the sky, "I'm not their ruler, why? Want me to protect them?"

Bumblebee didn't speak, just looked at me.

Looking at his pure blue eyes, I couldn't help but smile, and reached out to caress his face.

With the same blue eyes, Optimus Prime looks more profound, unfathomable, and cold, while Bumblebee looks more pure and peaceful.

So that's why I always complain about Bumblebee, not Optimus Prime.

"I found that when I was with you, I always complained about my dissatisfaction with you." I put my hand down and said with a smile, "To be fair, do you want to tell me your story too? Don't think You have a bad throat and can't speak, so you can pretend not to tell me."

Bumblebee shook his head, as if to say he had nothing to say.

"Why don't you have anything to say? You can talk about your relationship history, such as who you liked before, or—" I just said casually, but I didn't expect that after I finished speaking, he would be completely They all escaped.During this period, my eyes lit up, and I was very curious: "Do you really have someone you like? I was just guessing."

He didn't dare to face me directly, and turned his whole body away.

Seeing his embarrassed look, I wanted to tease him even more: "Is it a female Autobot? It can't be Arcee! She should look pretty among you Autobots, right? Although I have no way to judge The aesthetics of your Autobots."

As soon as I finished saying this, he immediately turned his head, shook his head violently at me, and kept waving his hands, as if to tell me that the person he likes will definitely not be Arcee.

I was a little surprised and looked at him: "Isn't it Arcie? Is it her sister? Is it Clauria? I don't support you being with her. Last time I saw Clauria go to Optimus Prime alone , and more than once, I guess she might like Optimus Prime, I think you are out of luck, do you want to consider changing your target?"

Bumblebee was still shaking his head violently, shaking his hands, looking anxious.

"Isn't it Claulia? Or Alita?" This is the last of the three female Autobots I know, but Bumblebee is still waving his hands there, "No, can't you I don’t know any Autobots I know?”

Bumblebee seemed helpless, his shoulders drooped, and he turned his back to me again.

"You're so depressed, maybe you don't like Autobots?" I boldly guessed, "Don't tell me you like humans."

Unexpectedly, I just said it casually, and the two wings behind the bumblebee immediately stood up.

Seeing his reaction like this, I knew I was right.It's just that I really didn't expect that the bumblebee would actually like humans, which is really terrible.

Although I have seen countless interracial cases when I was in the Magic Continent, most of them were elves and humans together, or sea tribes and humans together, or sea tribes and elves together, but I I have never seen a giant and a human together, or a giant and a dwarf together, and it is incredible to think about it.And more importantly, no matter what the giants are, they are all people with flesh and blood.But no matter what the Autobots are, they are all machines with a body of steel.The difference is that someone suddenly likes their computer, or the computer suddenly likes its owner.It's not that I discriminate against interracial relationships, it's just that I'm a little surprised.

I stood there speechless for a long time before I found my lost voice: "Okay, Bumblebee, I have to say that you are really amazing, and let me refresh my cognition. Maybe you will create the most powerful car in the history of automobiles and human history. Miracle, then shall I have the honor of knowing who the lucky girl is?"

This time he stopped talking to me at all, and turned into a couple of cars directly.

I don't understand if his reaction can be regarded as a shy expression, and getting such a huge gossip made the fire of gossip in my heart that has been in the heart for thousands of years actually ignite.So I didn't intend to let him go at all. I stood up from the big rock and walked in front of him: "You have to tell me about that lucky girl. I'm curious about what happened between you, so I let the car A good fighter among men took a liking to her."

But the bumblebee didn't seem to want to tell me, and drove away because it couldn't escape my hard questioning.

I looked at the back of the bumblebee and stood there, the corners of my mouth twitching slightly: "You actually left me here."

And the bumblebee who drove out for a certain distance also realized what he had done, and immediately turned around and drove back.

I sighed helplessly, walked over to open the car door, and sat in: "Well, if you really don't want to tell me, you don't have to say it."

But Rhubarb put it in the car and started playing happy music again, which seemed to be expressing his joy that he had escaped my hard questioning.

Seeing his happy look, I couldn't help raising the corners of my mouth slightly, but felt sorry for him from the bottom of my heart.